[ Bauhaus: Spirit ]

or waiting in the wings
lift your heart with soaring song
cut down the puppet strings
cut down the puppet strings

i wear a coat of drums
and dance upon your eyes
turn the tables upside down
change the lows to highs
change the lows to highs

i fill you up with butterflies
crown the heads of kings
be glad of first night nerves
for fear gives courage wings
fear gives courage wings

if i am on the sidelines
chances are you'll miss
wait alone and spotlit
for doctor theater's kiss

the stage becomes a ship in flames
i tie you to the mast
throw your body overboard
the spotlight doesn't last
the spotlight doesn't last
i could be with you
or waiting in the wings
lift your heart with soaring song
cut down the puppet strings
cut down the puppet strings

i may tap you on the shoulder
and whisper 'go' in red
strip your feet of lead my friend
strip your feet of lead